Tired of reading good books? Check out this ridiculous, politically incorrect, and remarkably pointless novel. It's a general cultural satire, in the guise of a "hard-boiled detective" mystery spoof. The mystery has to do with the "Secrets of the Elder Gods": fans of the Lovecraftian "cosmic horror" corpus (which does lie in very ripe ground, after all) and everybody who enjoys irreverent humor, ought to read this one. Take off your fedora, pour yourself a glass of rye, light up a smoke, and laugh along with Rastus Reilly as you develop esophageal lesions. You only live once, kid!
Steve Kelly is an unattractive and unpleasant man. He grew up around Boston but now lives in the Miami area. He is likely, therefore, eventually to die from skin cancers; this may be preferable, however, to the frostbite -- and resultant gangrene -- which inevitably tortures the life out of all Bostonians. Does Mr. Kelly enjoy a plateful or cobful of corn? Indeed he does. Yet he never eats creamed corn. Go figure.